We are reaching the close of another soccer season and we are in the midst of flag football and guess what? This week basketball starts. And that week where all three overlap? Well - pray for me. :)
The boys are doing so well this year. Dax and Kael have decided it's more fun to be the brick houses at the back half of the field and steal goals away from people. I think it's a secret (or not so secret) mean streak in them because the dudes take their jobs VERY seriously and I catch them with evil grins after they've stripped some hot shot of the ball and sent it soaring downfield to their own offenses. I totally speak that language. Defense - it's our jam.
Ace on the other hand still loves an audience and performing for said audience. His favorite pass time is to run past defenders and score, then airplane his way back to mid-field in celebration. I'll tell you what - little man has scored his fair share of goals this year, and his team is really starting to get the hang of things.
In fact this weekend all three Gardner guys scored goals in their frigid games and we cheered our guts out and beamed with pride. Sometimes in parenting - even through extra curricular activities - you get a little gold star stuck to your forehead. It was fun.
Kael and Dax started flag football this year and lucky for Ryan and I - they do this by grade so we chase them both from game to game every week. Note the earlier comments above about defense and times them by 100 because getting to physically yank a flag off of a competitor's belt is right up there with pop rocks and grasshoppers. :) Ryan has stepped in to coach more times than he has been a spectator at both football and soccer and the boys are down right giddy when Dad coaches them.
All three of our gents will start Jr. Jazz next week and it will be Ace's first season ever. Which means I get to wrangle the wild Boone each and every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday evening while a zillion balls bounce his way and he's restrained from getting them. I'm tired already, though I am also stocking my purse with all the tricks this lady knows of for a season full of fewer "toddler runs onto the court in the middle of the game" happenings. Come on, Booner - we can do it!
In November, wrestling season will start for Ace and our lives will also be dedicated to that for the next four months as well.
And you know what? I wouldn't want it any other way. These boys of ours have less screen time than probably any kids in the hood and though it is a little more taxing on us - I'm proud of them and their growing muscles, their strong lungs, their deepening understanding of what it means to be a team player, their expanding network of friends, and of all the games they're learning to play so well through muscle memory. And so long as they keep acing those spelling tests and reading - we are the proud parents of a bunch of busy ballers.
On Your Mark - Get Set - GO!! :)